Xu Fengnian smiled and remedy: "Does any celebrity anecdotes spread to the outer city where you are?"

She nodded and said, "Of course, I heard that many years ago, a big horse thief who killed people without blinking and swaggered into the inner city. After drinking the old monk's chicken soup, she asked him if he could become a Buddha as well. The old monk said of course, just put down the butcher knife. The horse thief who started by killing people laughed and said that he never used a knife to kill people. He was troublesome, and he would hammer the enemy with both hands. There was a fart butcher knife? What do you think the old monk said? He said, then pick up the butcher knife first and put it down. What do you think? Many years later, the horse thief really brought a knife back to the foot of the mountain, threw the knife away in front of the old monk, crying and saying that he wanted to put it down. Later, the horse thief who was over 50 years old picked up the knife and shaved his hair again, put down the knife, and from then on he became a monk next to the old monk, focusing on Buddha."

Xu Feng said in a young voice: "Let one go, one place, one side, one shore and the other, one shore, one life and the other, we really let go."

She was surprised and said, "Young Master, you really believe in this matter. In fact, I don't even believe in it in my heart."

The guy who was becoming increasingly confused did not speak, so she continued, "I heard that the old monk liked to sing a song about the lotus falling. The song had no name, but half of it had the three words "Lotus Falling". The inner city and outer city pressed the name of the song "Lotus Falling". Then someone went to drink chicken soup and asked the old monk that he had been practicing Zen for decades and the lotus falling. The old monk regretfully told the visitor who seemed to be making things difficult for him, saying that the lotus in his heart had not fallen, but when it finally fell down one day, he would be able to achieve the right result, and then he would no longer cook chicken soup. The interesting thing that was recently spread to the outer city was that a foreigner forced himself into the inner city and came to the foot of the mountain, and did not drink the chicken soup. He only asked if the old monk was like his master, and that the gods in the world were like that. It was very strange..."

She said to herself, not realizing that the young man's face became gloomy after hearing it.

She didn't realize that there was another man with empty hands on the roof at some point.

Xu Fengnian sat up and did not look at the person behind him who had abandoned his sword and carried a corpse and left a mountain in the Western Regions.

The man sneered, "I only realize now that you are so smart. My master has surpassed him and you have surpassed my master. It should be your turn to be suppressed by the newcomer next, so you would rather be the number one person in the world than give up your own energy and just be one of the four great masters with a more stable position."

Xu Fengnian smiled indifferently and said, "You are wrong. Your master did not beat him back then, and I did not surpass your master either. They are just worried about the world they are in, or the world in the eyes of us outsiders. The facts are just as you think. No matter how high or low the realm is, just in terms of strength and strength, your master can fight against Lu Zu eight hundred years ago. Even if the nine martial arts people join forces to fight together, your master will still kill whoever they want. This is the ultimate of the real martial arts. As for what your master thought at that time, you should think about it yourself. When you figure it out one day, you can get the Bodhisattva Man back and seek revenge on me."

A dull man, one of Wang Xianzhi's apprentices, said in a deep voice: "I want to take away that child named Yu Dilong."

Xu Fengnian shook his head and said, "Even if I am willing, he will not follow you. Besides, it is better to rely on yourself than rely on others."

After Lou Huang was silent for a moment, he said calmly: "I can't beat you."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Then I can only wait for me to die. As for whether to go to Beiliang or go to Beiliang, I will do whatever you want. As long as you don't surrender to Beimang, I won't care."

Lou Huang, who was already living in this city, flashed away.

Xu Fengnian remained silent.

In the century-old world, there are only two people who are in the same era but have reached the top one after another. They can be regarded as independent mountain tops, and no one is seen everywhere.

Li Chungang consciously lost, while Wang Xianzhi claimed to have won. So Li Chungang went down the mountain freely, but Wang Xianzhi climbed to the sky with high spirits.

They are all great romantic things that will never be seen in the world for a hundred or even a thousand years.

However, the great romance in the world is hard to come by, but the people in the world must not be without chivalrous principles. This is the case a thousand years ago and a thousand years later.

At this moment, I still don’t know that, and I will never know that I am the noble man who is the only one who can only leave the market. Yan Yan subconsciously stroked her sister’s hair and asked curiously: “Young Master, are you here to seek revenge too?”

Xu Fengnian glanced at her, shook her head and smiled, "My enemy is not here, but there are indeed many people here who regard me as an enemy. Maybe that's what your elder is like."

Yan Yan didn't take it seriously, but said miserably: "Grandpa Song and the others who should have enjoyed their old age are all dead. The damn elder who deserves the most will live a good life in the future."

Xu Fengnian smiled, "It's like some people are obviously awake, but they are actually similar to sleeping to death."

Yan Yan did not bow her head, and did not go to see the sister who woke up but pretended to be asleep. Her chest and clothes were soaked in Yan Yan's tears.

Xu Fengnian didn't go to see the infatuated woman who was slapped down from a tall building just now. "Yan Yan, you should take her with her, let's leave here, walk out and take a look, and bypass the chaotic Beiliang, you can go to Western Shu to see the bamboo sea, then follow the Guangling River to the south of the Central Plains, and then go north to the southern border. Finally, when will the world stop fighting, and then go to see the largest city in the world. When will someone feel really sorry for the old people, come back here and go to the grave toast and bow to the wine."

Yan Yan sat there, focusing his head, "Thank you, young master! Unfortunately, the little girl has no choice but to repay her!"

Xu Fengnian looked at her and said with a gentle smile: "It can be rewarded. If you accidentally become a female fairy admired by countless handsome men in the world in the future, just mention this, saying that the person who advised you to go to this world was a Beiliang barbarian named Xu. If you could say one more thing, that guy is much more handsome than you, it would be really perfect."

Yan Yan was speechless and her face turned slightly red.

She was pregnant with the sister who caused a huge disaster and looked coldly at this strange man who spoke sometimes solemnly and sometimes frivolously. To her, all the men in the world are unfaithful and can be killed!

But when she saw Xu Fengnian raising her hand, she immediately shrank her head and hid in her sister's arms.

The lover's unfaithful heart is heartache. The bastard's slap is heartache.

It all hurts a lot.

Xu Fengnian sneered and said, "I know that it doesn't make sense to you. I just remember to beat you but not remember it. However, there are benefits of not being conscience. In the future, when I go to Liyang, I will help your sister become more cautious. When I first started, thinking about people at the worst is not a good thing, but it is not a bad thing after all."

The two sisters didn't know what this man from Beiliang, the surname Xu, had done. The middle-aged man who looked serious but extremely majestic returned.

Lou Huang frowned.

Xu Fengnian was not polite to him, "You and Lin Ya, are actually the same as them. They are only truly entering the world when you leave the city. If you stay in the city of Donghai for the rest of your life, you will never achieve great success in your life."

If any other gangster in the world said this, Lou Huang, who had already reached the level of a master, would sneer at it, even if he was the other master in the martial arts rating, but even if he said it from the young man in front of him, even if he was reluctant, Lou Huang would have to think deeply.

Lou Huang did not shake his head and nodded. He looked at the poor man and jumped down the roof first. There was no movement when he landed on the street. Yan Yan let go of his sister and gave a deep blessing to the young boy who had met by chance but was unfathomable. He bit his lips with red eyes and couldn't speak. Yan Yan looked at his sister with complicated eyes, then glanced at the drunkard who only saw a back last night, jumped down before his sister, and stopped to Lou Huang.

Before we knew it, the darkness and light were alternating, and it was almost dawn.

When Yan Yan finally couldn't say anything goodbye, she could only turn her head on the street and look at the slender figure still standing on the roof.

Yan Yan whispered angrily: "What's so good about mediocre looks like!"

Yan Yan ignored her sister, turned around and let out a long breath. For some reason, she felt that from today onwards, no matter how far she went, she would not be able to get out of the roof.

She couldn't help but look back again, and saw the seemingly lonely back, waved her hands at the three of them.

Lou Huang moved forward slowly with a stern face.

A prophecy that the old monk at the foot of the mountain not long ago appeared in his mind.

The fierce tiger in Liaodong roars and kills the Central Plains. The heavenly wolf in the northwest lies alone in Dagang.

But the old monk said, "It's cold and no one drinks the chicken soup in front of him, and he smiled, but was sad and happy, and said, "It's cold."

Lou Huang was really angry that the old monk was playing the game sticky and couldn't help but ask, "Pretend to be a ghost! It will be cold when it is cold. I don't know how to use it to heat it up?"

The old monk clapped his legs and laughed, "The right time and place are not as good as people... That's right!"

After leaving the city, Lou Huang looked back at the city at the same time as Yan Yan and Yan Yan.

Unknown to all three, there was an old monk in the city who was begging for a lot of fragrance.

He went straight to the restaurant, jumped up, rushed to Xu Fengnian, and asked loudly, "Cao Changqing doesn't want to pick it up, are you Xu Fengnian willing to pick it up?"

Xu Fengnian was a little nervous for the first time and asked with a smile: "Can you take it?"

This monk who was begging for thousands of miles to laugh so hard that he was not at all good at the monk. Instead, he was a little sneered and said, "Let's talk about it after taking it?"

But when Xu Fengnian took the Buddha bowl solemnly, the old monk suddenly sat cross-legged, facing east and back to west.

The old monk put his hands together, as if he was liberated, as if he was free, as if he saw the Tathagata. He lowered his head and said softly: "Junior Brother Nagarjuna, the Dharma is not in external things, and the Dharma is not in accordance with the words, and my lotus is falling."

On Mount Xiaolanta, no one pushed it, and the huge prayer drum rotated on its own. The celestial woman on the wall shook her vine and swayed. The six-character mantra came out over and over again, resounding throughout the Western Regions and throughout the Northern Liang Dynasty.

The Buddha said that if you turn the prayer wheel on the top of a mountain, you can achieve good fortune and perfection in the area around the radius you live in.

If the monarch in one place turns the prayer wheel, all the people can eliminate karma and obstacles.

The old monk closed his eyes and passed away peacefully. He said at the end of his death: "Good."
Chapter completed!